In no great shape and fantastic measure

In no great shape and fantastic measure: MOB was formed DIE was cast And un-extraordinary liberties were taken in the HOW and the WHEN and the WHERE.

Sixty unique and private hamlets transformed into the womb of sacrifice Sacrifice Her store Sacrifice His car Sacrifice Their livelihood Sacrifice The innocence of childhood found when homes were burning

When people were hurt Because a man, the so-loved for his only begotten stand, had fallen Crumpled over balcony With mysterious brews of life pouring from his bosom A man that NO body could save But that saved EVERY body From complacency

In no great shape and fantastic measure we have risen. Peace has left. Fires will burn.

But when will ordinary shape and measure return.

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